By Samantha Kuhr
Ten years ago, my “normal busy” life came to a crashing halt when I heard those infamous words: “I’m afraid it’s cancer.” I was a 43-year-old mom of two very active boys, wife of 17 years, active, non-smoker, with no family history of cancer. We work hard and play hard. Perfect, right?
It turns out none of that mattered when I was unexpectedly diagnosed with stage 2, grade 1, invasive breast cancer. I had no indication that my body was being invaded and felt no lumps. In fact, I ran six miles the morning my medical team discovered two tumors and a third suspicious calcification area during my routine mammogram.